18 November, 2009

Andy Sings

I know you probably were of the opinion that I, if fact, could not sing... I wouldn't blame you.  Well... here is my evidence.  As I wrote in my other blog, Brand of Make Believe, this is, that is, the little box on the right, if you hit the play button: that song is my demo of "Highway 46."  The song I wrote in mourning for my late Grandfather Wilondek.  I describe my reasons at incredible length below, just touch the text "Highway 46" below.  At the beginning of the song you can hear the radiator, which pleases me enormously.  But not nearly as much as it pleases me to finally begin the arduous process of giving you my finished, polished music.  Sort of polished, that is.

Thanks for asking after my music.  This is for you Jenny, Ande, Wine and Words, and Midnight Whisperer.  There will be many more, very very soon.

I just got my microphones to finally work today.  It's been a real pain in the ass.  But I am very excited now.

Sorry about the clunky Blogger interface.  When I have my website fixed up in the future I am going to link everything in my blogs to that, and give you a much, much better interface.

But you can hear Andy sing today.

And in the next week, you can hear my songs as I actually sing them

Thank you ALL so very much.  You've inspired the hell out of me.

Andy Coffey

4 comments:

Jenny said...

Andy,

Oh, I just listened to "Highway 46"! It was so nice listening to you this morning. Your voice (made me think a bit of ol' Cash) is really strong and you play guitar very well too. Lovely!

Please, let us hear more.

Andy Coffey said...

Jenny,

Thank you.

Midnight Whisperer said...

Andy I have a confession. I am ashamed to admit that when I came to your site today, I was a little more than slightly hesitant to listen to you sing. Not because I doubted your abilities or talents as a musician, but because since I began reading your blog - I fell in love with your words/lyrics. It has become a small escape on days when I truly need one. And as I read your lyrics (which could stand alone in their beauty) a beat forms in my mind, the rhythm sets and the ghost of a voice whispers the words in such perfect melody that I am instantly soothed and inspired. And I know I mentioned before that I longed to hear YOUR music along with the written words, but again, I feared that doing so would take away what I have come to cherish. I thought 'what if its not as good as what my mind created to accompany his incredible words?' And 'Will his words lose the power they hold when the music changes?'

I listened anyway... You blew me away - honestly. I was more than happy to have the music that I heard in my mind replaced by something so much better. You have talent my dear friend... And hearing your voice sing the words I have come to adore has only amplified the experience. Thank you for sharing your truly wonderful gift with us.

Andy Coffey said...

Ahem,

M.W.--- those are words that any person would love to imagine some part of the architecture of their soul to have earned. Gosh, I have had so many lovely influences, so many inspirations in my life. And it stands as a rude reminder of my own humanity, that I have failed to show those people (I think of my Mother, in particular, but also some friends and past lovers) just what you have shown me. A somewhat inconvenient emotional attachment which, while cursed by the clean lines of Buddhism, also serves to tie us together, and create intimacy from the broadcloth of mere admiration.
That you worried about my voice: great! I'm glad you are involved. In some ways I can hear so many things wrong, the process the other night was nearly ruined. In other ways I realize that getting my deepest improvisations and inspirations on record is something I need to scale in accord with my lifetime, not my next blog post.
Your words, and your involvement are not only welcome, but provide what I have denied myself for a very long time: a subtle and intimate taste of my own reasons for wanting to be loved.
I was thinking of just sputtering, in response, and saying I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say. I just feel great hearing from you.
Thank you M.W.